The Rhythm of Time

Tick-tock, tick-tock,

The clock keeps its beat,

As time marches forward,

Without pause or retreat.

Each moment a note,

In the symphony of life,

A melody of memories,

Mixed with joy and strife.

The cadence of youth,

So quick and so bright,

Fades into the rhythm,

Of age and its sight.

Yet the music goes on,

Through the laughter and tears,

A never-ending song,

That spans all the years.

So let us dance to the rhythm,

Of time's endless refrain,

Embracing each moment,

With joy and without pain.

For though the melody changes,

And the tempo may vary,

The rhythm of time,

Will never cease to carry.